[That's fair and valid. Izunia, for his part, is now breathing heavily and leaning against the railing.
He does call one sword back to his hand, though, and keeps a grip on it. Church, if he looks carefully, will probably recognize it, even though Izunia's has a blue sheen to the metal that Noctis' does not, nevermind the plastic replica of it that ran around the spaceport.
Regis' sword.]
She tears down everyone around her in the process of tearing down herself, and she has no damn desire to get better. That's what disgusts me as much as any amount of self-righteousness. She refuses to even try.
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He does call one sword back to his hand, though, and keeps a grip on it. Church, if he looks carefully, will probably recognize it, even though Izunia's has a blue sheen to the metal that Noctis' does not, nevermind the plastic replica of it that ran around the spaceport.
Regis' sword.]
She tears down everyone around her in the process of tearing down herself, and she has no damn desire to get better. That's what disgusts me as much as any amount of self-righteousness. She refuses to even try.